By 10am, almost every household family will be on terrace of every building.
The game is to fly kites and to cut kites of others with specially pulverised-glass-laced threads.
Threads are so made that they can cut other threads.
One Kite dives on other kite and the moment thread of one kite touches another kite, one of them is cut. The killer party shouts "Kypo Chhe! "
The kite which is cut, starts falling from sky in zig zag manner. Then the people on terrace and boys on streets rush to catch hold of that fallen kite.
In this festival of joy, joy of competition, celebration of joy of cutting kites of others, looting the falling kites,...every thing reaches hilarious joy.
People come our from their daily rut of living to enjoy life.
By evening, one or two death may also be reported for falling off from terrace or roof.
But the joy will be at its peak today.
Haresh Raichura
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